Chapter 151

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said:

"Shaochun, since you know the whole story of the ghost case, do you still hate the ghost?"

"Yes!" Wu Shaochun cut the road categorically.

But after finishing speaking, he hesitated a little, and vaguely felt that something was wrong:

“…… What do you mean by that? ”

"I don't know about the previous ghost cases, and I don't have the right to speak without experience." There are only a few ghost cases in the file, and for most of them, it is both luck and misfortune to control ghosts.

Although dealing with ghosts brings fame and fortune, it also means a tragic death in a very short period of time.

Every time they handle a ghost case, they carry the greed for life and the fear of death, and they resent, hate, and disgust the ghosts, but they are more afraid, and they are unwilling to know their lives.

If it weren't for the fact that they were trying to hear about the law of ghosts, they wouldn't even want to know what these resurrected ghosts had experienced when they were alive.

Under such circumstances, it is difficult to record the life of the ghost in the dossier.

The moment they resurrected, they brought blood to the world, leaving only the impression of fear.

Zhao Fusheng can get some experience from the file, but he can't get more understanding, but Kotou Village is handled by her personally, and the feeling is extremely profound.

Hearing Wu Shaochun's words at this time, she said calmly:

"I think that the case of Kotou Village illustrates a fact: ghosts are not natural disasters, but man-made disasters."

"Man-made disaster?" When Wu Shaochun heard this, he was stunned and muttered a repeat.

"There is no way to bring good or evil, but people bring it upon themselves." Zhao Fusheng smiled slightly.

At this time, she was different from the strong and domineering her in the past, Fan Wusu scratched her face and began to want to speak, but after thinking about it, she felt that it was very reasonable for her to say this.

"If it weren't for Wu Datong's forced abduction of women, it wouldn't have caused disaster." Zhao Fusheng said lightly.

"But, but this is Wu Datong's fault, what do we have to do with the rest of the villagers?" Wu Shaochun was a little unconvinced when he heard this:

"My father and mother are kind, and they never harm others, if there is really karma, the ghost will find Wuda to report revenge, how can he kill people indiscriminately?"

"When the woman was abducted, her mother's family came to look for her."

Zhao Fusheng's expression was slightly stern:

"But the villagers' clan concept is serious, and they huddle together for warmth, and I don't comment on whether this behavior is right or wrong."

In such a world, if the villagers are scattered, they are very likely to be bullied.

The chaotic world has cultivated a clan, and only a village can work together to survive in such a terrible world.

"When the girl's family came to look for her, the villagers knew that Wu Datong's behavior was not good, but they still concealed it, which caused the woman to die in childbirth, and it was also the reason for the formation of the unspeakable killing law of the stand-in ghost."

Everyone knows about his existence, but they can't say it, they don't want to mention it, and once they talk about it, they are marked and skinned.

"People who know the existence of ghosts will be marked by ghosts, which is also the main reason why Kotou Village is collectively marked, and the killing method of skinning is to erase their own existence, erase their appearance, face, and identity and die, which is in line with the situation of the ghost when he was alive."

Zhao Fusheng's words refreshed everyone who heard these words in the carriage, and even Zhang Chuanshi, who was driving the carriage, seemed to be enlightened, showing a thoughtful expression.

"It turns out that you can solve the ghost case in this way-" Zhang Chuanshi subconsciously finished speaking, and then kept 'babaa':

"I don't want to know more, the fewer cases like this, the better, it's better not to call me next time, I won't know anything."

Zhao Fusheng didn't bother to pay attention to him, and said:

"So something is destined to happen in Kotou Village, which is the root cause that has been planted a long time ago."

What do you know?

After death, once the ghost is resurrected, there is no thought, no memory, no hatred, no likes and dislikes, everything is just instinctive action.

"So the ghost case of Kotou Village was caused by Kotou Village, saying that it originated from man-made disasters, it is not wrong, the villagers brewed bitter fruits, and finally ate the evil fruits."

“……”

Wu Shaochun was devastated.

Zhao Fusheng's words subverted his previous cognition, he wanted to refute it, but he didn't know how to refute it.

Intellectually, he understood that Zhao Fusheng's words made sense, but emotionally, he couldn't accept the reality that his kind parents were also conniving accomplices of 'evil', which made it difficult for him to admit it.

"My mother is not such a person."

He could only say awkwardly:

"I don't think she deserved that."

When speaking, Wu Shaochun didn't dare to look at Zhao Fusheng's eyes, for fear of seeing the disdain in her eyes.

But after a while, he didn't hear the mocking words, and looked up at the opposite side, but saw Zhao Fusheng's expression calm, as if he didn't care about his rebuttal.

"......" Wu Shaochun lowered his head, and suddenly his eyes were sour.

Originally, he couldn't let go of his mother's death, but at this time, for some reason, he felt more reasonable than before.

"There's no way we can sway the devil." She can't get justice for the dead, and the people in these ghost cases include innocent people and silent accomplices like Kotou Village:

"After all, we have no way to kneel and beg for mercy and mercy from the ghosts, we can only try our best to make up for our regrets after the ghost disaster is formed, and reduce the occurrence of tragedies like your mother's death."

The tip of Wu Shaochun's nose was sour, tears turned twice in his eyes, and after a long time, he responded softly:

"Hmm."

“……”

Fan Wusu and Zhang Chuanshi were both shocked.

They are not Wu Shaochun, and they feel that they have been fooled by Zhao Fusheng's words and can't find the north.

Fan Wusu sat beside Wu Shaochun, and even felt that at this moment, this young man seemed to have infinite admiration and enthusiasm for the profession of Ling Ling because of Zhao Fusheng's words......

This feeling was not his hallucination, because Wu Shaochun's next words verified his guess: "Don't worry, my lord, I will walk with adults in the future ghost cases to reduce the occurrence of this regret!" ”

“……”

“……”

“……”

At this time, not only Fan Wusu and Zhang Chuanshi were shocked, but Zhao Fusheng was also shocked.

She didn't expect that her casual words would seem to inspire Wu Shaochun.

Wu Shaochun's eyes were clear and her expression was pious, she was rarely a little embarrassed and weak-hearted, and under his gaze, she unconsciously reached out and rubbed the tip of her nose twice:

"Okay, okay—"

"This baby is really crazy."

Zhang Chuanshi whispered.

“…… You shut up! Zhao Fusheng turned his head and scolded him.

"If you don't say it, you won't say it—" he muttered, and looked blankly ahead:

"Hey, this road seems a little weird."

While everyone was gossiping, the carriage had already run out of Wan'an County and set foot in the direction of Kuailiang Village.

After walking for a long time, at some point, a faint fog suddenly appeared in front of me.

The mist was mixed with a faint stench of blood and mud.

It is not the first time that Zhang Chuanshi has experienced a ghost case, and he has also had a relationship with the paper man Zhang, so he is particularly sensitive to ghosts and the like.

As soon as he saw the fog emerging, he secretly screamed in his heart, subconsciously grabbed the reins, and shouted:

"Phew—"

After shouting, he immediately wanted to turn his head, but when he turned around, he saw Zhuang Laoqi sitting motionless next to him, and he was so frightened that he was so frightened that he forcibly twisted his body in another direction and looked into the car:

"My lord, something seems wrong."

"Something is wrong?"

Zhao Fusheng also keenly smelled the faint blood, but the smell of Zhuang Laoqi's corpse before covered up the existence of this smell, and everyone chatted, so they ignored this smell.

At this time, she looked in front of the car door, and through the figures of Zhang and Zhuang, she saw that there was a fog in front of the carriage at some point.

"My lord—"

Fan Wusu was about to speak, and Zhao Fusheng pressed his lips with his left index finger:

"Shh

Fan Wusu was immediately silenced.

There was silence in the carriage, and in this strange silence, everyone seemed to hear a faint sound in their ears—'Bang la-la-la- ’

It's like the sound of running water.

"It's a branch of the Shangjiajiang River."

After mentioning the old days of Zhuang Siniang's past eating and drinking, he has not spoken, as if Zhuang Laoqi, who had fallen into a strange silence, suddenly opened his mouth to break the silence of the car.

"Shangjiajiang?"

Gou Laosi was stunned for a moment, and then he also spoke, but Zhuang Laoqi didn't seem to hear it, and his tone suddenly rose a little:

"It's almost time to reach Zhuangjia Village."

He was already struggling to speak, with the sound of 'gurgling' water, as if the blisters had rushed to his throat, affecting his speech, making it difficult for him to speak.

At this moment he seemed to be quite happy, and his tone revealed a stiffness mixed with a sense of lightness:

"My lord, I'm almost home."

"So fast?"

Zhao Fusheng was a little surprised, and glanced at Zhang Chuanshi, who was driving the car:

"Have we passed through Wulidiantun?"

"No, no—"

Zhang Chuanshi said with some horror.

He trembled as he spoke:

"I pondered, two or three quarters of an hour ago, we only left Wan'an County, and the huge people said that Wulidian Tun was more than 20 miles away from the county seat."

The mountain road is difficult to walk, according to the current footsteps, it should take at least more than two hours to reach Wulidiantun.

And after arriving at Wulidian, I have to find a way to go to Kuailiang Village, which should take more than an hour to arrive.

But Zhang Chuanshi remembers very clearly, he has only been out of the city for a short time, and it stands to reason that Wulidian Tun is still far away, how can he work hard in an instant, Zhuang Laoqi said that he was going to Zhuangjia Village?

Zhang Chuanshi only questioned others, and never doubted his own judgment, so he endured his fear, turned his head to look at Zhuang Laoqi, and glared at him angrily:

"Are you talking nonsense trying to scare me to death?"

"No, goo-no, goo-"

Zhuang Lao Qi waved his hand again and again, and there was a trace of grievance on his dead-like face:

"It's really going to Zhuangjia Village, please see, boss-"

As soon as his voice fell, something strange happened.

I saw that the surrounding mountains, forests, and fields had been surrounded by gray fog in just a few breaths.

There was a fog in front of the carriage, and it was impossible to see the road ahead, and the back road was also blocked by fog.

But as soon as Zhuang Laoqi's words fell, he saw that the fog in front of him suddenly seemed to be torn apart by some mysterious force.

A black avenue pierced through the fog and stretched from a distance, straight under the carriage.

The end of the darkness stretches as far as the eye can see, like a bottomless abyss, conveying a palpitating fear.

But in the extreme darkness, it seems that there is a little strange light that tries its best to resist this blackness, making this pitch-black avenue no longer pure darkness, but revealing a feeling of red shadows.

"W-What is that—" Zhang Chuanshi said in shock.

"A black and red avenue."

Zhao Fusheng glanced at it and commented.

“……”

She was still in the mood to talk nonsense at this time, and Zhang Chuanshi's body felt the weird oppression, and she had already begun to tremble honestly.

"Big, big, great, what now?"

"What to do?" Zhao Fusheng asked him.

"Is this going or not going?"

Zhang Chuanshi was stunned by her question, and also asked.

If you go, the road ahead looks like a dead end, and I'm afraid there will be no return.

But if you don't go, where will you go?

Zhang Chuanshi's ass was stuck to the position of the car, and he turned around to look at the rear, trying to find a way out.

But there was a thick fog behind the carriage, and there was a malicious snooping in the fog, as if the carriage dared to take half a step back, and it would fall into the abyss......

"My lord, what should I do?"

Zhang Chuanshi was obviously a little anxious, he looked regretful, and got on the thief ship.

This time the ghost case in Kuailiang Village, in fact, dripping water on Zhuang Laoqi's head, became the carrier of the ghost, forcing Zhao Fusheng to almost revive the ghost, he knew that this ghost case was absolutely murderous.

However, Zhao Fusheng has successfully handled several ghost cases, all of which have been solved cleanly and neatly, which makes him feel lucky.

At this time, as soon as he fell into the ghost domain, he suddenly panicked.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, but the sound of 'bubbling' water came from all directions, and the carriage seemed to be rippling in a trance, giving Zhang Chuanshi the illusion that he seemed to be in the whirlpool of water.

He was in a trance for a moment, and at this moment, Zhao Fusheng's calm and calm voice came into his ears:

"What else can I do? Straight ahead, of course. ”

Her voice carried a cold and sharp meaning, instantly shattering the illusion of sound formed by the strange flow of water.

"Forward?"

Zhang Chuanshi looked at the blood-red road in front of him and cringed a little.

The road ahead was clearly the entrance to a deeper ghost realm, and there might be a terrifying ghost inside, and beside him sat a living dead - no, it couldn't be called a living dead anymore.

The corner of Zhang Chuanshi's eyes swept over Zhuang Laoqi's face.

After entering the enveloping range of the ghost domain, Zhuang Laoqi's complexion became even worse, almost indistinguishable from a dead person.

There were ghosts in front of him and ghosts around him, and he already regretted that he had taken over the job of driving the car at this time, racking his brains to shirk it.

"Yes."

Zhao Fusheng nodded:

"We were originally going to come to Kuailiang Village to handle ghost cases, but now we have entered the ghost domain by mistake and arrived at our destination earlier than expected, which is a good thing."

"I don't think it's a good thing...... Zhang Chuanshi beeped quietly, "I haven't passed by Wulidiantun yet, and now there are not enough people-"

"That's enough."

Zhao Fusheng said patiently:

"It was originally the duty of the Demon Suppression Division to handle ghost cases, and I originally wanted to find someone to borrow from Wulidiantun, but I just wanted to use it to deter the villagers of Kuailiang Village, but now it seems that I am afraid that there is no need to deter."

The road to the ghost realm was dead silent, and there was not a trace of the breath of the living.

A worst result arose from Zhao Fusheng's heart: the ghost case in Kuailiang Village broke out, in just these seven or eight days, Zhuangjia Village and Kuailiang Village had already been killed by powerful ghosts, and they had all been wiped out, and the ghost domain spread to all sides, and perhaps the entire Wulidiantun was also shrouded, and a large number of dead people had already begun.

Thinking of this, her heart sank, and her expression instantly became much uglier.