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Fan Bisi's words left Zhao Fusheng stunned.
Could it be that this inescapable situation could no longer be broken? She had been reborn, but was it just to clearly wait for death?
Were ghosts really impossible to kill?
Was the only way to get rid of the entanglement of ghosts to passively wait for death and let it leave on its own?
Countless questions poured into her mind one after another.
She might not be able to find answers to these questions. Perhaps the higher-ups of the imperial court's Demon Suppression Division had some clues, but Fan Bisi had made it very clear that once she entered the Soul and Life Register, she would be controlled by the imperial court and could not leave Wan'an County without the imperial court's summons.
And Wan'an County was shrouded in ghost fog, and the imperial court had given up on this place. She could only be trapped here. This was an unsolvable dead end.
Could it be that she could only wait for death?
Zhao Fusheng's mind was in chaos. Just as she was feeling desperate and uneasy, such a thought suddenly appeared in her sea of consciousness: Ghosts cannot be killed, but they can be sent into reincarnation; or the Investiture of the Gods can be opened, and they can be conferred divine positions.
The Underworld Investiture of the Gods is activated.
Sensing that the host is entangled by a ghost, which has reached the Sha level, it is temporarily not eligible for investiture.
Do you want to open the Underworld and temporarily put the ligui into the Underworld?
What was that? Zhao Fusheng was shocked. With a thought, that consciousness said again: Sensing the host's will to survive, opening the Underworld—
Opening the Underworld failed. The host does not have enough merit.
"..."
Zhao Fusheng clutched the jade book tightly and looked around vigilantly.
What Investiture of the Gods? What divine position?
Just as she was feeling terrified and confused by the consciousness that suddenly appeared in her mind, that consciousness appeared again: The host, as a Lingsi [1] of the Demon Suppression Division, is responsible for the safety of a county and should Perform duties diligently, protect the peace of the people.
Uphold justice and rebuild the Underworld.
Open the Investiture of the Gods, confer great ghosts as gods, and send hundreds of ghosts into reincarnation!
Zhao Fusheng was shocked beyond words and could not come back to her senses for a long time.
She suddenly remembered that when she was reborn yesterday, when her consciousness was blurred, she did seem to hear a voice prompting: Restart the Investiture of the Gods.
And prompted her to open the eighteen levels of hell.
But at that time, she was at a critical moment of life and death. The subsequent dreams and the various things that happened after waking up washed away this small memory, making her forget about it.
If it weren't for the conversation with Fan Bisi mentioning that she was entangled by a ligui, she wouldn't know when she would have discovered that in addition to a hidden ligui in her body, there was also such a special existence.
What was the Investiture of the Gods?
Just as Zhao Fusheng was puzzled, another scene suddenly appeared in her sea of consciousness.
A list surrounded by black energy slowly unfolded in her sea of consciousness. Perhaps because of the rampant ligui in the Great Han Dynasty, this Investiture of the Gods did not look full of immortal energy, but instead had a Weird and sinister feeling.
Blood flowed around the list, and the remaining blood stained the entire list. In the middle, one could see a list of parallel divine positions, but at this time, those lists were sealed by a mysterious force, and there was no display.
She tried to touch the blank divine position with her will, and then the sea of consciousness returned prompt information: It takes merit to open the first divine position. Do you want to consume 100 merit points to unlock the divine position?
Yes!
Zhao Fusheng didn't understand this so-called "Investiture of the Gods" yet. She didn't know what "merit" was or what a "divine position" was, but she still wanted to try to figure out what was going on.
The moment she chose "yes," her consciousness seemed to be guided by a will, and she made a mark on a divine position record on the lower left side of the Investiture of the Gods—but the mark ultimately failed.
A piece of information was fed back: Insufficient merit, less than 100 points. Unlocking the divine position failed.
Prompt: Complete the first commission of the Demon Suppression Division to obtain merit.
Note: The duty of the Demon Suppression Division is to exorcise ghosts, investigate cases, protect the safety of the people of Wan'an County, and prevent them from being killed by ligui.
Reminder again: Uphold justice and rebuild the Underworld.
Open the Investiture of the Gods, confer great ghosts as gods, and send hundreds of ghosts into reincarnation!
Zhao Fusheng was so shocked that she couldn't speak and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.
Just then, the Fan brothers waited for a long time, but saw her holding the jade book and not speaking.
"Fusheng, Fusheng!"
Fan Bisi finally couldn't hold back and shouted Zhao Fusheng's name twice loudly.
"Ah..." Zhao Fusheng suddenly came back to her senses and suddenly turned to look at Fan Bisi:
"You, what did you just say..."
Her mind was in chaos. First, she learned that her life soul was controlled by a ligui and she had become a gui chang. Then she learned that she was also entangled by a ligui. Then she activated the Investiture of the Gods. Her whole person was in a daze, completely different from the shrewd and calm person who had talked to Fan Bisi before.
Fan Bisi saw that her expression was not right, and he heard her absent-minded question, so he couldn't help but frown.
"I said, the imperial court has certain methods to control ghosts—forget it." He suddenly wiped his face and said, "I've already said everything I need to say. Fusheng, give my brothers a chance, take out our life souls, and we're ready to go to Baozhi County's Demon Suppression Division..."
"I..." He wanted to talk at length, but Zhao Fusheng's soul returned to her sea of consciousness again. In the sea of consciousness, the blood-stained, sinister-looking Investiture of the Gods slowly unfolded, with a divine position sealed on it.
Her chaotic thoughts gradually became clear, and her extraordinary willpower allowed her to gradually accept this reality.
Fan Bisi saw that she didn't speak and subconsciously reached out to grab her wrist. Her wrist was very thin, and her skin was pale. Because of her poor family background, the girl's body was thin and weak. From Fan Bisi's perspective, he could see the blue veins on the girl's wrist bulging high, appearing particularly conspicuous under the thin skin.
Almost all the people of the Great Han Dynasty were so emaciated. He tentatively said, "Fusheng, take out our life souls. If you need help in the future, my brothers will definitely help."
She seemed to have lost her backbone, letting him touch the jade book with his hand.
The moment Zhao Fusheng's fingers touched the jade book, a halo suddenly lit up on the jade book, and three black figures wrapped in red light gradually appeared on it.
The shadows finally disappeared and turned into three names.
The names were arranged in a "Taste" character. Zhao Fusheng's name was in the middle, and the two subordinate names were: Fan Bisi, Fan Wujiu.
Strange blood light surrounded the names of the three people, looking extremely fierce.
When Fan Bisi saw the names of his two brothers, a look of excitement appeared in his eyes. He pulled Zhao Fusheng's hand to touch the two names.
Just as he was about to touch the two names, the Fan brothers showed smiles at the same time, thinking that the great event was about to be accomplished—Fan Bisi was about to use force to pull Zhao Fusheng's hand to "scoop" out the names when the hand in his palm suddenly resisted.
Zhao Fusheng clenched her hand into a fist and pulled her hand back forcefully:
"No."
Her eyes faded from confusion and became firm.
Fan Bisi and Fan Wujiu's faces changed from joy to shock. Fan Bisi was shocked and angry: "You, you—"
"Listen to me, we are members of the Wan'an County Demon Suppression Division. We shouldn't think about escaping when encountering problems, right?" As if seeing a glimmer of light in a desperate situation, her whole person swept away her Decadence state. Her eyes gradually became shrewd and sharp. Looking at the Fan brothers, a smile slowly appeared on her face.
For some reason, Fan Bisi felt a chill in his heart when she smiled. He subconsciously loosened her wrist and was about to step back when Zhao Fusheng grabbed his hand: "What's the saying?"
"W-What saying?" He had a bad premonition in his heart.
The girl in front of him swept away her previous cowardice and ignorance. Instead, she seemed to have changed into a different person, smiling so much that he was terrified.
"Enjoy the emperor's emoluments, be loyal to the emperor's affairs. As Lingsi and Lingshi of the Wan'an County Demon Suppression Division, we should protect the local people." Zhao Fusheng said sternly, "The duty of the Demon Suppression Division is to exorcise ghosts, investigate ghost cases, protect the safety of the people of Wan'an County, and uphold justice!"
"..."
"..."
What responded to her were the two identical speechless expressions on the faces of the Fan brothers, looking at her as if they were looking at a mental patient.