Chapter 220: The Devil Appears

Chapter 220

Under the step-by-step guidance of Zhao Fusheng, with the reappearance of the scene of the murder of the ghosts, the ghost domain shrouded the Guo family's stove, and the scene on the day of the incident reappeared - the burning flames, the boiling cauldron, and the fried corn bowl on the stove......

One by one, they evoked Guo Wei's dusty memories after being disturbed by ghosts.

On that day, Li Da Luozi killed someone because of a bowl of fried corn with a knife, and his father was slashed several times, and blood flowed all over the stove.

Li Da Luozi snatched the fried corn bowl and wanted to leave, but Guo's father reached out to pull it.

"Third Brother Luo-no, the thief Li Luo pushed my father into the pot and scalded him to death!"

"My family is poor, and my father hasn't had a good life in his life—"

Guo Wei wept bitterly.

In extreme sadness, his spit, mixed with snot, dripped down his lips and teeth.

Lost memories reappear.

He returned to the day when he got the eight hundred dollars, and the family was both excited and looking forward to it, as if good days were just around the corner, and the pain of the past was about to pass.

The dirty town of Changtiao was also full of hope for Guo Wei at that time.

On both sides, there are some villagers who look tired and sell mountain goods, selling home-grown vegetables and rice.

There was a large group of people around a corner of the street, the flames were 'rumbling', the pot was crackling, and countless people were surrounding it, spitting greedily.

'Boom. ’

Guo Sidan also swallowed his saliva, the sweet smell of sugar escaped along the heat, Guo's wife couldn't get the money in her hand, and pulled her son to leave.

Guo Wei looked at his son and felt pity:

"Four eggs, do you want to eat this fried rice?"

"He's a kid who's greedy—"

Guo's wife wanted to persuade her, but Guo Wei stopped his wife:

"The four eggs haven't eaten this thing yet, the family used to be poor, and we treated you badly, but now we have money in our hands, give the child a taste-"

The child smiled, and the family of four happily squeezed into the crowd.

……

"I never dreamed that my father would die because of this bowl of fried rice, my lord."

Guo Wei couldn't cry, and a few of the surrounding villagers also showed sad expressions.

This difficult world is simply forcing honest people to death.

Zhao Fusheng was silent for a long time, and at this moment, Kuai Manzhou suddenly spoke: "Fusheng, these people are dying." ”

The group of bandits escorted from Li Da Luozi's house is about to die.

The ghost hasn't shown up yet.

Since Zhao Fusheng and Guo Wei spoke, the fire in the stove has not been extinguished, the pot continues to boil, and there are more and more 'bacon' bundled above the stove, and a big drop has been hung heavily.

Lin Laoba and the others were originally saddened by what happened to Guo Wei, but at this time, when they saw the last mountain bandit climb onto the stove and be killed by a powerful ghost in an instant, they couldn't help but change their faces.

When the people from the Demon Suppression Division came, they acted unusually strong and strange.

After the Guo family was haunted, Zhao Fusheng asked Li Da Luozi and others to come and fish for ghosts with their lives.

At the beginning, everyone was worried about the retaliation of Li Da Luozi and others, but later they saw so many people killed, but Zhao Fusheng was still calm, which inevitably made Lin Laoba and others feel scared.

The ghost has not yet appeared, but the ghost hunter is already dying.

If the bandits are dead, what will these lords of the Demon Suppression Division use to lure the ghosts to appear?

The more Lin Laoba thought about it, the more panicked he became.

A net has been laid here, and after the villagers entered Guo's house, they were trapped here by Kuai Manzhou - could it be that today is the time for everyone to die?

Just when Lin Laoba was nervous, Zhao Fusheng finally spoke:

"After your father's death, the ghost revived, so you, your wife, and your son have lost this memory."

The murderer Li Da Luozi was also affected by the power of the ghost, and he didn't remember that he had killed someone.

Because there were only three people in the Guo family at the time, Li Da Luozi only extorted Guo Wei 300 yuan, and then left.

After Guo Wei was blackmailed by Li Da Luozi, he finally realized that he might offend the bandits by accepting money from the imperial court, and he was terrified and wanted to go to the town to refrain from the errand.

Soon after he went out, he thought of asking his father to help him go to the village, and informed Li Da Luozi and others about his resignation from the town errand.

And after he turned around, Guo's wife sat down in front of the stove.

She lost her memory of her father-in-law, and saw that the sparks in the stove were not extinguished, and the water in the pot was boiling, so she subconsciously sat in front of the stove and lit a fire.

This action may have triggered the law of ghost killing, resulting in the death of Guo's wife.

Her death should be the same as Li Da Luozi and others, and she eventually turned into 'bacon' and hung on the stove.

Guo Sidan should also follow in his mother's footsteps.

I'm afraid that Guo's father never dreamed that he wanted to protect the child as much as he could, and was killed by Li Da Luozi because of the child, and finally after his death, he resurrected the ghost, but killed the mother and son.

"Ugh."

Zhao Fuchang let out a long sigh.

Since her rebirth, she has also handled several ghost cases and seen many human tragedies, but the tragedy of the Guo family still makes her sigh involuntarily.

She looked at the uneasy villagers.

Everywhere Zhao Fusheng's eyes went, everyone's faces showed a look of despair that was uneasy and resigned.

The lives of ordinary people are like ants in the eyes of these big people, and she can decide their life and death with a single thought.

Zhao Fusheng's gaze was fixed for a long time, and he turned his head to look at Wu Shaochun:

"Shaochun, do you want to control ghosts?"

"Your Excellency?"

Wu Shaochun was seen by her at the beginning, and his heart shrank, and he was instinctively a little afraid.

When he heard what she meant, his pupils narrowed, and in addition to fear, a trace of excitement rose in his heart.

"Ghost riders?" He turned his head to look at Kuai Manzhou, the little girl standing in front of the weird ghost net, wearing a long skirt that reached her feet.

The survivors of this Kuarao Village have the ability to make ghosts fear after harnessing the ghosts.

Wu Shaochun turned his head and said firmly:

"Yes!"

"My lord, I want to harness ghosts."

Zhao Fusheng nodded:

"Originally, I was going to brand you after returning to the county, but now that the situation is special, I will print it for you first, and then you go to the stove to lure the ghost up."

Wu Shaochun did not hesitate, nodded and agreed.

He tore off his clothes and turned his back to Zhao Fusheng, revealing his sturdy back.

The villagers didn't know what to do, and looked at this scene in amazement.

Zhao Fusheng raised his arm, and the power of the rice ghost was activated, and her arm quickly lost its temperature and became pale.

After his arm was aided by the power of the ghost, Zhao Fusheng's fingers were hard and sharp.

"Shaochun, after I made the seal, there is no room for regret." She held her miserable white ghost hand, and Wen Sheng said another word of advice to Wu Shaochun, leaving him a chance to regret it for the last time.

Wu Shaochun said firmly:

"My lord, please print, this is what I have hoped for a long time, and I will never regret it."

As soon as his voice fell, Zhao Fusheng's fingers fell on his back.

Devil's Paw Resurrection.

Zhao Fusheng forcibly suppressed the bloodthirsty feeling in his heart, and controlled his fingers to draw a prototype of a door frame on Wu Shaochun's back.

Blood gushed out, but before it could fall, it was absorbed by the palm of her hand.

A strange door frame painted by a ghostly power is complete.

Zhao Fusheng's idea fell to the top of the god list, summoning the door god!

The hint of the god list sounded again in her Zhihai: Do you consume 1000 merit points and use the brand of the door god?

Be!

She chose to come out, and a black ghost mark that sealed the door god ghost appeared in the palm of her hand.

The ghost arm of the ghost who wanted to eat sensed the existence of the door god brand, and it was completely suppressed, and there was no need for Zhao Fusheng to suppress it with additional merit points, and the influence of the evil ghost disappeared in an instant.

It was a bonus.

Zhao Fusheng couldn't help but be happy, carried the ghost mark, and imprinted it on Wu Shaochun's back!

Wu Shaochun only felt that the cold was in his body.

The mark of the door god was rubbed onto his back, and the power of the ghost instantly spread all over his body.

This is not an orthodox ghost master, but he has already initially sensed the influence of ghosts.

The Guo family's ghost breath, ghost domain, and the faint smell instantly became more obvious, and his perception and perspective seemed to be different from before, and he could see and sense something deeper.

Wu Shaochun moved his arms, and there was no discomfort around him.

When he turned around, Zhao Fusheng looked at him with a smile:

"It's done."

He was pleasantly surprised, but when he looked at Kuai Manzhou again, he was taken aback.

Before the ghost was controlled, he only felt that this little girl was gloomy and introverted, like a saw-mouthed gourd, except for Zhao Fusheng, she ignored all the other people in the Demon Suppression Division.

At this time, with the influence of the brand of the door god, Kuai Manzhou was different in his eyes.

He saw the blood splashing behind the little girl, and countless criss-crossing ghost lines formed a terrifying huge ghost net, trapping the villagers.

The ghost net was black and angry, surrounding Kuai Manzhou's back, as if the place where she was was a dead domain.

'Shhh ’

Wu Shaochun gasped.

Zhao Fusheng said:

"Shaochun, you go get a bowl now."

As he spoke, the last of the bandits had already been hoisted high.

The fire in the stove has not been completely extinguished, and the ghost fog in the house spreads, impacting the ghost net arranged by Kuai Manzhou.

But the powerful ghosts of the Guo family have not yet become a big climate, and the evil-level ghosts are still suppressed in front of Kuai Manzhou, who has controlled the disaster-level ghosts.

The ghost network was not affected, and the villagers did not feel the riot of the ghosts, but they were very worried about the current situation.

Wu Shaochun settled down and responded:

"Yes."

Guo Wei's bowls were messily placed on the stove, and after the incident, he had been living in a mess, and he had no intention of tidying up the house, and several bowls were resting on the wooden lid of the water tank on the side.

Wu Shaochun stepped forward to take a bowl, and Zhao Fusheng motioned for him to take the bowl and walk to the stove:

"You sit down at the stove, add firewood to it, fill the bowl with whatever you want, and put it on the stove to try."

Wu Shaochun did as he was told.

Zhao Fusheng didn't specify what to put in the bowl, so he grabbed the firewood ash in the ash trough in front of the stove and carefully put it on the stove.

The moment this bowl was placed, a mutation protruded.

The flames that had been gradually extinguished in the stove were placed in the bowl and there was a posture of rekindling.

The sound of bubbles 'gurgling, gurgling' in the calm pot sounded.

Blood began to spill from the stove again, and the ghost mist turned from gray to red and then to black under the light of blood.

The turmeric corn bowl on the stove that had appeared under the ghost mist reappeared, and overlapped with the firewood ash bowl that Wu Shaochun had just put up.

"My lord—"

When Wu Shaochun saw this, his body stiffened, and his voice also trembled.

He has dealt with ghosts, and he has almost died at the hands of his stand-in ghost.

But the situation at this time was different from the two times he had dealt with ghosts before.

When he was in the village of Doghead, he had no idea; When Kuailiang Village, everything was dominated by Zhao Fusheng, and he didn't really do anything from beginning to end.

And this time, he was dealing with ghosts at close range, and ghosts could happen at any time, and Zhao Fusheng was a few steps away from him.

"Don't be afraid."

Zhao Fusheng said warmly.

Her tone was calm, as if the appearance of the ghost was a trivial matter to her.

It seems that all the processes of the ghost case are under her control, which brings great encouragement and confidence to Wu Shaochun.

"Good!"

As soon as Wu Shaochun heard her speak, the panic in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he had the courage to bend down to pull firewood.

There was silence in the room.

The servants and villagers watched as he pulled the firewood, broke it, pulled it up, and stuffed it into the stove.

'Boom! ’

At the moment when the firewood was in the chest, the flames rose to the sky, even better than when Li Da Luozi and others climbed on the stove.

"Here we are."

Zhao Fusheng said softly.

At this time, Wu Shaochun could no longer hear what she said, and there were suddenly many strange memories in his mind that did not belong to him.

……

Cao Dazong and the others were horrified to see that Wu Shaochun's face, neck, and arms began to appear bean-sized red spots.

The spots are orange and shiny, and in an instant, they rise to the size of copper coins.

And that's not all.

As Zhao Fusheng's voice fell, the lid of the stove was lifted at some point and rolled to the side.

A strong burnt smell came from the pot, mixed with a disgusting smell of blood.

In the pot that was originally empty, half a pot of boiling water suddenly appeared at some point.

The boiling water turned reddish-brown in an instant, and there was a shadow hidden underneath.

A scalded black ghost head poked out of the boiling water, slowly crawled along the edge of the pot to the stove, and grabbed it in the direction where Wu Shaochun's body was.

Seeing this scene on Monday, Kuaiman subconsciously looked at Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng sat on the chair with a golden knife, and he was not frightened when he saw the scene where the powerful ghost appeared to kill Wu Shaochun.

This is a crisis that belongs to Wu Shaochun, and it is also an opportunity that belongs to him.

Driving away the evil ghosts or subduing them depends on Wu Shaochun's choice and luck.

Seeing that Zhao Fusheng didn't make a move, Kuai Manzhou also turned his head and watched the changes.

At this moment, the ghost got out of the pot and climbed onto the stove.

“……”

When Guo Wei, who had burst into tears before, saw this scene, his face turned blue with horror, he bit his lip and swallowed the cry that came to his mouth.

The ghost's eyes have been boiled by hot water, showing a strange blue-gray color, and his face is full of broken skin, and the whole person is like a tomato that has been scalded by boiling water.

A large amount of shedding scalp and hair were twisted together and hung down on the side of the ghost's deformed face.

It stretched out its flesh-stripped bone hand and grabbed it at Wu Shaochun-

The ghost's hands were black and steaming, and a large amount of blood gushing out of the ghost's mouth poured out of the ghost's mouth.

At this time, Wu Shaochun was not aware of all this, and there were suddenly some unfamiliar memories in his mind that did not belong to him.

"Buy fried sugar corn—"

The noisy voices of people and the cries of livestock sounded in Wu Shaochun's ears, and he 'heard' a familiar voice:

"Four eggs, do you want to eat this sugar fried rice?"

"Who? Who! ”

Wu Shaochun's heart was shocked, and he turned his head left and right.

But he found that his head was stiff and he had lost the ability to turn flexibly.