Chapter 23: The Heretic God Appears in the World

  It's actually unclear what kind of thing has been controlling these vengeful spirits for decades, but Fu Chuang said at this time: "Vengeful spirits will eventually go to the underworld to report when the time comes. In the mortal world, there is almost no power that can control ghosts and make them stay in the mortal world to cause trouble, unless it's a very powerful evil force."

  In Fuhe's impression, he had never seen such power before, nor had he ever heard of anyone in the Fu family who possessed such power. Xing Chengtian asked, "If it were an even more powerful demon, is that possible?"

  "If it's what you're talking about, in general terms, humans call them gods, but I don't think that's very likely." Fuchuan didn't believe in the existence of gods or Buddhas.

  "Why is it impossible that, over tens of thousands of years, civilizations have risen and fallen one after another, and countless civilizations have disappeared, leaving behind the civilization we now consider to be gods? Moreover, there are records in books that they used to accept human sacrifices, but later gradually became evil gods." said Xing Chengtian.

  Fu Chuan did not think so, and he could not find any other words to refute Xing Chengtian. Fu Chuan then asked him: "How did you escape and find us?"

  It said: "For decades, I've been looking for a way to get rid of it, but I never found one. Probably twenty years ago, I discovered that on nights when the moon wasn't out, its power would weaken. So twenty years ago was the first time I found your uncle, and the most recent time its power weakened was just a month ago, which is when I went to find you."

  "Will its power weaken?" Fu Chuan didn't dare to easily believe, after all, even he hadn't seen that so-called thing, so Fu Chuan fundamentally couldn't possibly believe that the thing truly existed.

  "Yes."

  It also told Fu Chuanyu Xing Chengtian that sixty years ago, he was a German envoy sent to India to return something to the Indian government at the time. However, the plane crashed while flying over Chinese airspace, so the mission was never completed.

  Xing Chengtian curiously asked: "Is it a scepter?"

  She nodded, "How did you know."

  Xing Chengtian didn't respond, but it seemed like he had suddenly understood something in his heart. He looked at Fu Chuan and said, "Perhaps we really should look for that scepter."

  "Are you sure the scepter is here?" Fu Chuan asked.

  Xing Chengtian actually had no bottom line in his heart, but looking at Fu Chuan, he nodded firmly and said: "I can only confirm that this matter must have something to do with the power struggle."

  It said: "The cane is very evil, when I first took it, the box was sealed with ancient Indian script."

  Xing Chengtian said: "Maybe when the plane had an accident, there was something wrong with the box."

  After the ghost left, Fu Chuan asked Xing Chengtian if there was any other news about the scepter. After Xing Chengtian arrived here, he would naturally investigate the matter of the scepter, and in these many days, he had indeed found a lot of useful information.

  "It depends on what you want to know," said Xing Chengtian.

  Fuhe Lengsheng said: "Everything you know."

  Xing Chengtian told Fu Chuan that the ghost should not have lied, and the sceptre must have fallen into the hands of the US government after World War II. After the war, the global situation changed, and the sceptre belonged to the Kusozu tribe in India. I think at that time, in order to show friendship, the US government sent someone to return the sceptre to India, but unexpectedly, an accident occurred along the way, and the sceptre disappeared into this primitive forest.

  Fu Xiang's eyebrows were cold and his eyes were chilly as he stared at the fire heap, asking: "Is there anything else?"

  "Yes, I've researched it. This scepter is said to have been possessed by the evil god Shí Yá after he was destroyed by heavenly fire. His spirit wasn't completely eliminated, but rather attached itself to this very scepter. That's why those who possess it, despite gaining glory and wealth, ultimately die under unnatural circumstances."

  "You're saying that thing uses its own yuan Shen to kill people, why does it want to kill people? Without a yuan Shen, shouldn't it just be reborn in the flesh?" Fu Chuan asked in confusion.

  According to the Taiyang Golden Classic, after evil spirits are killed, their yuan-shen (original spirit) does not perish. The yuan-shen is pulled close to the endless hells and tormented. However, those who do not descend into hell must find a way to reforge their physical body; otherwise, they will soon be found by the soul-summoning envoys. According to the Golden Classic, Shi Qi wants to reforge his physical body, he must absorb enough souls to recover his strength, and swallow the eyes of living people, as well as other parts of their bodies to restore his physical form.

  Fujiang felt a chill run down his spine. "The old man said that thing controls them to go find living people, and then sucks out the souls of the living," he said.

  "I believe it is."

  Fujiang felt incredulous, wondering if he had really encountered a deity or an evil god. He asked, "Is there any record of what can destroy it?"

  Xing Chengtian nodded and said: "According to records, the branches of the cypress tree can destroy its physical body."

  "Cypress branch?" Fu Chuan couldn't believe it, "Is that all there is to it?"

  Xing Chengtian smiled and said, "This is recorded in the Taiyang Golden Classic. You have to believe me that I won't cheat you." The Taiyang Golden Classic was a sheepskin scroll book obtained by Xing Chengtian from a nomadic tribe in the desert. It was said that this book was left behind by the Had people of the desert, whose history was even more ancient than that of the Egyptians.

  "I always thought Diaoyu Islands belonged to China." Fu Chuan recalled the animation he watched when he was a kid, where there was a character called Diaoyu Island Maiden. Xing Chengtian laughed and said: "That's just TV, and the Diaoyu Island Maiden in Chinese TV is not the same as this one in India."

  In the early morning, Xing Chengtian had been studying the hieroglyphics on the stone wall since he woke up. Some of them he couldn't translate, so he took pictures and sent them to his professor in the US, who was an expert in this field.

  Xing Chengtian knew that this place must have a great relationship with the matter they were investigating, otherwise Fu Chuan wouldn't have coincidentally fallen into here. "This time we've struck it rich." San Yang was ecstatically packing up the treasure, and no one was paying attention to him.

  Fuhe sat on the stone by the waterfall, gazing into the distance at the vast forest, afraid that people would get lost in it and never find their way out for a lifetime, let alone those ghosts who had died unjustly.

  At this time C city ——

  Li Baobao had been feeling uneasy since waking up early in the morning, she always felt that Fu Chuan would have an accident this time when he went out to do things. The young apprentice brought tea over, "Master, please have some tea."

  Li Baobao reached out to catch it, but the teacup fell to the ground instead. The little apprentice was frightened and hid behind Li Baobao. Having followed Li Baobao for so many years, he had never seen her look so uneasy before. "Master, what's wrong?"

  Li Baobao waved his hand and said, "Let's go out after cleaning up."

  Li Baobao looked at the fragments on the ground, calculating with her fingers that Fu Chu was bound to have a bloody disaster. She walked to the office desk and picked up the phone. For so many years, she had never taken the initiative to say a word to Hu Lijin. Their animosity towards each other was also because of Fu Chu. This time, unexpectedly again because of Fu Chu, Li Baobao called Hu Lijin. Li Baobao wanted to know where Fu Chu was now.

  On the phone, Hu Lijin received Li Baobao's call and knew that Li Baobao had a request for herself. Unlike her expected arrogance, she seemed to have let out a sigh of relief instead. She told Li Baobao that she had dreamed that Fu Chuan was in trouble and hoped that Li Baobao would go rescue him. Moreover, many days had passed since the day Fu Chuan was supposed to return, and now Hu Lijin had completely lost contact with Fu Chuan and his two companions.

  Li Baobao booked a ticket after getting the address and then let her apprentice pack up.

  In the forest, near noon, Xing Chengtian was still studying the text on the stone wall with abandon, San Yang had cooked a pot of noodles by the fire, and Fu Chuan's favorite wine, which he had secretly filled into an iron flask when he left C City.

  Fu Xiang almost always drinks with every meal, which is also why San Yang is so foolish yet can still stay in the Fu household.

  Xing Chengtian sat beside the bonfire, holding a stack of patterns he had just drawn from the stone wall. Fu Chuan asked him if he had found anything, but Xing Chengtian kept shaking his head, telling Fu Chuan that things were not that simple.

  Fu Chuan asked why it wasn't that simple, Xing Chengtian himself couldn't explain it clearly, he only said: "There are too many secrets on the stone wall, some of which I can't translate, I can only wait for my professor to take a look and give me some advice before continuing the translation."

  Fu Xiang nodded, his eyes flickering slightly as he said, "Are you certain that the content on the stone wall is related to what we're looking for?"

  "For this point, Xing Chengtian is still very certain: "I'm sure there's a connection. Why did those people lose their plane here for no reason back then? Don't you think it's strange? At that time, China's wartime had already subsided, and there was no military defense here that could shoot down an American plane. And the things in the cave, don't you think it's strange why the villagers would use human sacrifice, and what is the thing attacking you in the cave? I think everything is connected, especially the plane crash incident. It can't be just a coincidence, coincidental to the point where the plane fell directly into this temple."

  "Is this a temple?" Fuchuan asked in doubt.

  Xing Chengtian nodded and said, "Right, this is a temple, and it belongs to the Shiji Temple. That's why I think the plane crash has something to do with this temple. I think we need to carefully check every corner of this place."

  Fu Chuan also agreed with Xing Chengtian's words, he said: "Good, I agree."

  Fuhe felt that everything was beyond his imagination, he had not expected that this time he would have to deal with something called an evil god. Xing Chengtian had told him before that the so-called evil gods were actually the rulers of this world before other gods were recognized by most people, they just gradually faded out of human sight, and some previous human sacrifices were later seen as unacceptable and became evil.